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Laughing for a second Nathen wiped a tear from his eye as he said, “trust me I am no murderer. If I was I wouldn’t be sitting here chatting with you like this.” ‘Why was he chatting with her’ he thought. Then he added, “Also I would imagine if this was a dream than you shouldn’t be in any pain from that wound you got there.” He paused a moment before he scooted onto the side that had the scraped knee. Taking her arm he slide it over his shoulder and on the count of three got both himself and her up so that she could lean on him for support. “It looks nasty enough that you should at least properly bandage it before walking on it,” he said in explanation. “Do you think you can walk like this,” he asked.